What do you make of this?

I've got my height from my Parisian mother, my passport from my Dutch father, my complexion from my biological Indonesian father, I was born in Brussels, and my first (and only fluent) language is English. Not American, British, Australian, Canadian, or any other particular country's English. Just English.
There, intro over.
When I was 14, one of my Social Studies diagnostic test questions was "who is the president of your country?"
My answer: "Kibaki".
I'd moved to Kenya only a couple months previously but I'd been reading the national newspaper every day and I didn't hesitate a moment before writing what I did. I've always thought of whichever country I was currently living in as "my country".
What a look my mom had on her face when she brought my corrected test back to me. I had done very well on every other question, but what sort of gibberish was that on the question about the president of my country?
In 2009, I borrowed two library books - Anne Franke and Zlata's Diary. I read Anne Franke first. 
For the record, I hated it. Whiny brat who spends all her time throwing fits because she isn't the center of attention and the goddess of everyone's world.
Ahem, that's not what I'm actually trying to tell you. There was a passage in Dutch from her diary on the flyleaf that I did not understand a word of. I did not know how to pronounce the Dutch names and I was familiar with almost none of the streets and places she mentioned.
Next, I read Zlata's Diary. Zlata was an 11 year old who survived the war in Sarajevo with her family and kept a diary while she was at it.
I knew how to pronounce every name, knew every location she mentioned and had been to most of them. One page of the book was a scan from her diary. I read her schoolgirl handwriting and then continued with the book. A few pages later, I wondered if I was having a deja vu. I remembered what I was reading even though this was the first time I'd read the book. It took a minute for me to realize that this was the passage I had read in Bosnian and that this confirmed that I had understood it perfectly.
What do you make of that?